Usda feat. (Young) Jeezy Lyrics
"Check"
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(Chorus)
You got the money, check.
Its in the bags, check.
You in the rental with them outta state tags, check.
You brought them choppas, check.
Them rubba bands, check.
And when you wrap it eh its gotta be saran, check.
You brought the work, check.
Its in the bags, check.
You in the rental with them outta state tags, check.
You brought them choppas, check.
Them rubba bands, check.
And when you wrap it eh its gotta be saran, check.
(first verse)(young jeezy)
28 times 36, yeah Im talkin birdies bitch.
Most them niggas chippin on a half, still sellin 50 slabs.
Hard, hard for the low, but the soft might cost ya.
Careful how I move cause them niggas might cross ya.
Got the yams cross the street over there in the bushes,
Holla at ya boy if ya really want them cookies.
Met em at the Amico, 4 way in neena
Jumped out, grabbed the cash, hopped back in my beema.
Cannot touch on my alpine, yeah you know Im feelin that.
Look there go eisha, yeah you know Im killin that.
Certified trapstar, yeah you know Im hood bitch.
Catch me in a fast car and Im smokin good bitch.
(Chorus)
(second verse)(Slick Pulla)
Chase lil slick cause they know we keep that good shit.
Neighborhood star, bitches all up on this dizznick.
Two peice and biscut, okay I got your otha mane.
Yeah I know them ??? my pockets feelin flooded mane.
Break down 20's you can call em flinstones.
My bitch in my hood so I can get my stash on.
When my shift end, get my sack them Im gone.
Then Im up the next day gettin back to it homes.
Lil homies betta fuck wit me if ya want hay.
Come wit a dolla 50 you can come an get an L way.
An L way?. theres some shots for you niggas.
Come with some slick shit I got the glock for you niggas.
(Chorus)
(third verse)(Blood Raw)
Scales for the grams, gangsta niggas on the block.
Just broke the block down, fitna tear the block down.
Yeah Im on them 7 grams, 4 for the 9.
David copperfield make a block outta 9.
Grand hole, I get it from the dirt.
I fuck wit them beats sayin, Id rather have it all tan.
Its all who ya know and what you wanna spend
they aint speakin no english unless you buy a 10.
0, 9, 10 in the rental brought the lyfe jennings
I swear to god that my trunk gotta life in it.
Ridin solo, I promise if I make it back
Im breakin errthang down, ya dog aint fuckin round.
(Chorus)
You got the money, check.
Its in the bags, check.
You in the rental with them outta state tags, check.
You brought them choppas, check.
Them rubba bands, check.
And when you wrap it eh its gotta be saran, check.
You brought the work, check.
Its in the bags, check.
You in the rental with them outta state tags, check.
You brought them choppas, check.
Them rubba bands, check.
And when you wrap it eh its gotta be saran, check.
(first verse)(young jeezy)
28 times 36, yeah Im talkin birdies bitch.
Most them niggas chippin on a half, still sellin 50 slabs.
Hard, hard for the low, but the soft might cost ya.
Careful how I move cause them niggas might cross ya.
Got the yams cross the street over there in the bushes,
Holla at ya boy if ya really want them cookies.
Met em at the Amico, 4 way in neena
Jumped out, grabbed the cash, hopped back in my beema.
Cannot touch on my alpine, yeah you know Im feelin that.
Look there go eisha, yeah you know Im killin that.
Certified trapstar, yeah you know Im hood bitch.
Catch me in a fast car and Im smokin good bitch.
(Chorus)
(second verse)(Slick Pulla)
Chase lil slick cause they know we keep that good shit.
Neighborhood star, bitches all up on this dizznick.
Two peice and biscut, okay I got your otha mane.
Yeah I know them ??? my pockets feelin flooded mane.
Break down 20's you can call em flinstones.
My bitch in my hood so I can get my stash on.
When my shift end, get my sack them Im gone.
Then Im up the next day gettin back to it homes.
Lil homies betta fuck wit me if ya want hay.
Come wit a dolla 50 you can come an get an L way.
An L way?. theres some shots for you niggas.
Come with some slick shit I got the glock for you niggas.
(Chorus)
(third verse)(Blood Raw)
Scales for the grams, gangsta niggas on the block.
Just broke the block down, fitna tear the block down.
Yeah Im on them 7 grams, 4 for the 9.
David copperfield make a block outta 9.
Grand hole, I get it from the dirt.
I fuck wit them beats sayin, Id rather have it all tan.
Its all who ya know and what you wanna spend
they aint speakin no english unless you buy a 10.
0, 9, 10 in the rental brought the lyfe jennings
I swear to god that my trunk gotta life in it.
Ridin solo, I promise if I make it back
Im breakin errthang down, ya dog aint fuckin round.
(Chorus)
This song is from the album "young jeezy presents usda:cold summer".